The parking garage closest to the bookstore in question was deserted when Nikki pulled in. After paying the fare and sticking the receipt in her windshield, she headed out to the street. It hadn’t snowed for a few days and the lack of humidity caused the air to feel crisper, each breath dry and biting with the frigid temperatures despite the quickly impending snow. She was thankful she’d listened to Brynn and wore a thick black sweater beneath her coat and jeans rather than anything too formal. The local weather station was forecasting a large front coming in and with it, a substantial amount of snowfall. The preliminary accumulations were estimated between six to twelve inches, but that level was expected to increase as the storm grew closer. Nikki hardly believed the predictions as they
